The next time she sees him in a tie, it's months later.
He went to have dinner by himself with his parents. It was supposed to be fine.
She's wearing the ring a nurse found in his coat pocket when she was searching for identification, his blood type, whatever. She doesn't care about it when he's laying in a hospital gown and bloody and pale.
He was in the car with his dad, driving, and maybe he always had a car crash smile to begin with. They started to argue, and when Thomas said he was gonna ask Angelica to marry him, a car came out of nowhere.
He's unconscious with what they think is just a concussion. Peter has glass fragmented in his chest from where the windshield cracked. She and Jane are waiting to hear from anyone that'll tell them how the surgery is going.
She decides she hates hospitals. She really does.
(unfortunately, we are nearing the end, the next chapter will be the last. I hope you all enjoyed this story as much as I did writing it. )
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Fanfictionit's the easiest, freest thing in the world to say yes. so she does. it sounds a lot like forever, tastes a lot like all their lives. a laugh in his throat. her palm in his hand. life may not be a movie, but this one may as well be. thomas jefferson...
